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Im ngl guys the favourite part of my day atm is opening this thread and seeing the huge variety of creative pursuits people have been sharing. puts me in such a great mood and makes me super proud to be part of this community, yall are all super talented. yesterday's creation and today's creation will be posted later today by me

today i cooked a new recipe for the first time! this is something i saw on instagram but it only had the ingredients, so had to wing it with the measurements (even though ive never cooked with half of this stuff before), but fortunately it came out really well. it's salty, rich and super easy to prep and cook. great option on a cut too imo as a pre-workout meal or lunch (540 calories, 30g protein, 72g carbs, and roughly 15g+ fibre). would recommend adding spring onion, bok choy etc to it too but didnt think to add these ingredients

salty tofu and rice bowl

ingredients:
70g uncooked rice
125g firm tofu
1/2 brown onion
1/2 tablespoon crushed ginger
1/2-ish teaspoon sesame oil
1/2 tablespoon oyster sauce
1-ish tablespoon chicken stock (i used this as a substitute for shaoxing cooking wine, either work fine)
1 tablespoon soy sauce
sesame seeds for garnish (optional)

prep (10 mins max)
cut tofu
cut onion
wash rice
cut ginger (if fresh)
measure out sauces and stock

cooking time (30-ish mins or until rice is not wet)

1. wash your rice until water is clear, add to a pot. add water to the pot in ratio of 1:2.5 rice to water (rough estimate).
2. add in the sesame oil, oyster sauce, chicken stock (or shaoxing wine) and soy sauce, stir until combined. the liquid in the pot should be a dark, rich brown colour, and should taste rich and salty.
3. chop tofu into small chunks about 1/2 inch thick and 1-2 inches long, add to rice pot.
4. dice brown onion and ginger (if fresh), add to rice and tofu pot.
5. put pot on stove and turn heat to max and cover.
6. when brought to a boil, turn heat to low. stir every 10 or so minutes to help even cook (optional)
7. once rice is dry, take off heat and transfer to a bowl. garnish as preferred with things like sesame seeds, spring onion, sriracha sauce, kewpie mayo, seaweed etc.

enjoy! fantastically easy, fast, affordable and yummy meal that's super good for you. easy win for meal prep too

Valdez, by CityShep

Didn't feel like meeting the neatness standard that's been set so I just sketched this out as though I would on paper. Just a fun little thing I made in a little under an hour

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this is one of my all-time favourites, the style is gorgeous. miss shep's art man

@Sir__Human i dont think this is lazy at all, clever use of time really! it's obvious youre getting better and better, keep going

i got carried away writing this, enjoy

Today I walked through my neighbourhood in the awkward period between night and dawn, when the sky is slowly, painfully shifting from inky black to the deepest shades of blue, both dark enough that it is difficult to see yet not dark enough that stars are visible anymore. It’s a shade I’ve seen few times in my life, and I basked in the opportunity to enjoy this rare moment.
Unfortunately, there were no people sharing this moment with me on the footpaths, but many – even at this ungodly hour – did from the comfort of their cars. Cars might be an understatement, however, given their ever-enlarging size, absurdly suited for the conditions of suburbia as they are. Their obnoxiously and unnecessarily bright lights cut through the darkness with enough energy to penetrate even the Mariana, blinding me and polluting the dawn sky. Even out of view I could not escape the clutches of these tanks, acting as a constant audial backdrop to what should have otherwise been a rare, silent moment. It soured my mood immensely that I can never truly know the concept of silence for as long as I live in a city.
Trying to push the thought from my mind I continued my aimless, lonesome journey deeper into my suburb. I watched with a strange sense of pride as the sun gathered its strength and broke free from the shackles of the night, painting the sky in beautiful spatters of light purples, rich oranges and deep reds. Magpies, miners and larks tried their best to herald this beauty to the world with a rich fanfare of song, but only I were their audience. It put a smile on my face, nonetheless, that these different species of birds – numbering about a dozen – got along well-enough, even for a moment, to sing together and presumably break their fast. My smile faded as, down the road from the park which the birds had chosen as their amphitheatre, sat an outdoors cat. I cursed its owner with every fibre of my being, and I imagined for a moment indulging in my anger and writing vicious letters for the entire street, warning them of the danger cats pose to our native wildlife and how selfish and evil they are to allow such an animal to roam free. Instead I sighed, and continued on.
I stopped at the intersection between two major roads, sheltered by an ancient, massive gum tree. Under its vast canopy of leaves I stood, enjoying the sounds of a light autumn breeze gently stirring its boughs, waiting for the lights to signal I could walk across without being another victim of a tank-Ute. I was fortunate as the traffic lights protected me, but a kangaroo did not share in my luck, its corpse dragged to the side of the road some few hundred meters away from the intersection. I see things like this almost daily, however, and I barely even register its deformed, bloody state as I crossed the road and decided to end my journey at a coffee shop.
A tired barista flashes me a smile and asks how I’m going as I put in my order. Handing over my card, I smile warmly.
“Living the dream! It’s a beautiful morning.”
Indeed it was. In many ways my morning was just another ordinary, beautiful day in suburbia, not so unlike many before it. But just barely different, barely worse. Still, it is also barely better than what it will be in a year. And another year. And another.
Because the sound and lights of bigger and bigger cars will drive off more and more wildlife. The cat will kill tens, if not hundreds of native wildlife in its own short existence, to the complete ignorance of its idiot owners. Statistically there will be dozens of more outdoors cats just like it that I didn’t see, also without a belled-collar to at least give the poor magpies even the smallest chance of survival. More and more kangaroos will die as more and more people move to my city, clogging our roads. To account for this more infrastructure will be developed, polluting the sky with more light and fumes, further passively poisoning mornings like the one I just had…
There was a land where summer skies, were gleaming with a thousand dyes. And grassy knoll and forest height, were flushing in the rosy light. But above all is human might – Australia!

@mbcool youve been making heat, the thing you made yesterday reminds me a lot of the artwork riot games makes for its darkin champions

I HAVENT BEEN SLACKING JUST BUSY

maybe a cop out but day 2 is the meme i made about @Pete rest in power king
day 3 is this photo i took of people painting in the city, i thought it would resonate given this challenge : )
day 4 is a drawing of what's on my desk and on my mind

@Ness no fucking way

already getting hella inspired, this is some great stuff guys :DD looking forward to day 2

This is an excerpt of a creative piece im currently writing (about ~1/5 of my work so far). This was most of what I wrote today

I’m sure you're familiar with the riddle, “if a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?” It’s quite a fun little problem to consider when you really think about it.

In one sense, no, it does not make a sound. Looking at the definition of sound, there needs to be someone or something – like a tape recorder – on the receiving end of the vibrations in the air in order to interpret the noise as the sensation of sound. So, taking the riddle at face value, let’s assume there are absolutely no recording devices, people or creatures with human-like hearing within this forest. A tree falls, and a crowd of outside observers don’t perceive a sound, let alone a physical disturbance. To this group, the sound does not exist and indeed never existed, and therefore the tree made no sound.
But in another sense, of course it made a sound. Waves of vibrations are inevitably and undoubtedly created as the tree moves through space, disturbing the air, impacting with its neighbours, casting off branches and needles before slamming into the ground. It’s absurd, you could argue, that something doesn’t exist simply because a human didn’t aurally perceive it. If you walked past a fallen tree, you wouldn’t think to yourself “what a sneaky devil, falling so quietly”. Indeed, you could probably imagine the sounds it made as it fell.
I feel this is only further illustrated if you follow this line of logic:
Once the tree has reached critical mass – whether from something happening to it or a force acting upon it – its fate is sealed and it is doomed to fall. This is simply a matter of the tree moving from a state of potential to kinetic energy, and a byproduct of its kinetic energy is sound. It doesn’t matter if no one is there to hear it or every person on the planet is; just as the impetus for the tree’s demise seals it’s unfortunate fate, so too does it ensure sound will be made, regardless of there being a listener or not. Laws of physics don’t suddenly cease working just because humans aren’t around to witness them, do they? Just ask the deer who fled in fear of its life once the tree started keeling over, or the owl who hissed in annoyance at being woken by such infernal racket!
Well, I put to bed that quandary, didn’t I? Behold the powers of science and logic! That’s all folks.
…
Well, not really. This was originally my take on the riddle, until I rather ironically realised I had missed the forest for the trees.
Because, to put it bluntly… We can’t ask the fucking deer, can we? Or the owl or the laws of physics? Even if we could somehow corner the deer and convince it we aren’t going to put it on a spit, it’s hardly going to break out into fluent Chinese, English or Mokilese, is it? And frankly it doesn’t even matter if the deer does scream some perfect Shanghainese at us. If humanity hasn’t perceived the sound, neither the laws of physics or even a magic deer fucking matter because – simply – it doesn’t exist to us, and things which exist in our collective memory is ultimately all that matters to us as people, so therefore the sound may as well have never existed at all. This isn’t a riddle of physics or logic or shockingly even deer, but of human perception, which is emotional, illogical and deeply flawed and personal. Yes, lots (notably not all) of us can abstractly understand physics means the falling tree always makes noise, but science and logic doesn’t matter at all when the riddle is fundamentally an interrogation of human knowledge, perception and understanding. For all intents and purposes, the tree did not make a sound, and therefore the sound never existed at any point in time, because we are humans and what we know is most important and what we don’t know doesn’t matter until we know it at which point it might be important or it might just be a tree sound that we happened to hear on our hike last week.

Fun little riddle, huh?

… Or maybe I’m going too deep, and the curtains are just blue.

*end

This is a much more substantial piece than I am likely to complete for the subsequent month, but I was extra motivated today when writing! Welcome everyone to creativity MONTH, and thank you for being a part of it. Very excited to see what all you talented people make in the next month

@Zycerak our friends over at Paragon are sticklers for the rules - just ask agencies such as ICE and the Ontario Provisional Police Department I might suggest against pushing boundaries in this wonderful challenge. Sometimes they can get a bit antsy and are looking for opportunities to "mediate" delinquents

@Sir__Human I really loved Murtagh, he and Thorn are both very complex characters and Paolini does them both justice. Can vouch, worth a read !

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@Innominate when i feel like this i find change is one of the best ways to get fulfilment. something as small as trying a new type of tea to as large as a completely new routine.

that or working towards a large, long-term goal that you want.

doing both is extra good!

or you could watch clav on kick 🦵

@Sir__Human ok great questions. here we go

1. pfp is from a promotional poster for season 3 of "the dragon prince" on netflix! i love(d) the show but cannot recommend watching past season 3 or 4, it's by the creators of ATLA. it's easily my fave pfp ive had on frhd, but i also really liked the coldplay balloons i used from their AHFOD tour (and other ppl also really liked them)

2. this is a really hard one, i cant narrow it down so ill settle by giving you two instead. ursula le guin's earthsea series is required reading for fantasy lovers, easily one of my favourite reading experiences ever. each book is short but packs such a huge punch, the last book in the series in particular was really something. christopher paolini's inheritance cycle played one of the most instrumental roles in shaping what media and literature i enjoy even today, and also what tracks i made. paolini's writing gets a lot of valid critique (particularly for his first book), but the latter 3 books are all fantastic particularly for world building and character development.

3. my gf of almost 6 years

4. probably when i thought i was going to be robbed in an alleyway late at night, on my own in the city on my first now out on the town. hot take but dont walk around on your own late at night down dark side streets trying to find your hotel!

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@IAmMutskie this isnt your thread bucko. final warning to DELETE YOUR POST before i call in some classic american firepower

@EGRIFFITH true love is not something you simply get but happens to you. if you want love you should prepare yourself to be as open to it as possible. it often comes when you least expect it and from the most unlikely of places, and passes those who cannot see it in an instant. work on yourself so that you are best prepared for this inevitable yet spontaneous event to happen. humility, conscientiousness, tenderness, vulnerability, whimsy and lightheartedness are some great places to start. i think as you start down these paths, the opportunities for love and being loved only increase as time goes on. and even if this doesnt result in a "girl", growing into a warm, genuine person - regardless of what started you on your journey - will get you far in all other aspects of life.

i also hear gen z huzz love looksmaxxed chuds, i reccommend you follow clav on kick; he swims in minge lol

@the.end just the man i wanted to see in this thread < 33

@mbcool doesnt have to be a substantial creative thing each day ! legit could be a 30 word haiku or something. either way looking forward to seeing your work!!